WHat's happening with different women(corrected version)

"Oh, what does he want?" Dawn squeled looking through her toy box.

"Well, he said living room. There's nothing to really secure to there, so bondage is out. Better jsut grab some dildos, lube, maybe a strap on."

"What about that cheerleading routine you came up with?

"You know if we didn't conjure these clothes I'd be pissed guys are always tearing them," Willow complained. Tara took a chance to try to lick up some cum on Willow's cheek. "You know we need that for the spell."

Anya smiled as the last of the boxes were piled into the back of Andrew's **** Star van. "I really appreciate this Andrew. You're the only one who still buys this junk. Now I can use the space to actually sell something."

"No problem. So are you changing the name?"

"No, I think the Magic Box is still a very appropriate name." She cuddled up to him, Andrew's hand resting on her ass covered only in a pair of shinny gold micro shorts. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

An older couple walked into the police precent and tried to get someone's attention.

"I'm Detective Kate Lockley, I might be able to help you, or at least direct you to someone who can."

Their eyes nearly bugged out before they rationalized this women must be one of those undercover vice officers you constantly saw on television.

"We'd like to report that the amount of indecency in our neighborhood...."

Before they could finish their story the relaxation orbs the department had adopted for increased morale flashed. The couple stopped dazed.

"You were saying?" Kate prodded. She'd seen this bahvaior when they'd first installed them.

"Nothing, nothing. Do you know where we can find some of them?"

Kate directed them to where citizens could get relaxation orbs. It had been decided that victims of crimes really needed the help dealing with their stress.

As she turned from them she had to go to a meeting. Apparently she was needed to work security for some movie company.

Cordelia was flipping through Variety reading about the number of actresses demanding nude scenes in movies. "I'm naked all the time in real life, when I'm changing clothes, getting out of the shower, having sex. If we're going for realism then I should be nude at some point in the movie," one actress had said.

Looking at her watch Cordelia realized she had to go if she was going to make it to the set. She knocked on Angel's office. The vampire's mood had improved greatly in recent weeks since she'd shown him the relaxation orbs. "I've got to get going, so you should probably get Wes to watch the desk."

"Thanks, Cordy."

As Cordelia exited the Hyperion she marvelled at the increased amount of work she'd gotten since she'd told her agent she'd do porn.